The nagging old man was swept away by a gust of wind.

……

As the carriage returned to the town a short distance away, Charles saw the absurdity.

People say that thin people seem to be able to be blown away by a gust of wind. This sentence is actually a metaphor, but in this fantasy world, it can really happen.

Like now.

A sudden gust of wind appeared from not far away, and swept with dust over Mr. Oak, who had just gotten out of the carriage with some trembling, and then heard an oops, who had only time to grasp the hat on his head in a hurry, and then under Charles's stunned expression, his clothes were disheveled, and he was blown into the air like a leaf, and then "swayed and floated" towards the town.

"I'll go back to ...... when I go"

The faint words made Charles, who was hesitating whether to come to the rescue, stunned for a moment, and then suddenly understood that this was actually the old man's special method.

"But why does it look so embarrassing?"

Looking at the fainter and fainter black dots in the air, Charles muttered secretly, and a sentence came from beside him: "Sir, he, he ......"

"That's what happens when you're not serious." Charles replied casually, then thought for a moment, told the coachman to wait, and then he walked towards the town.

The man was in such a hurry, it was obvious that something was going on in the town, and he decided to go and see it.

In fact, there have been some unique changes within the town.

As he walked along the road to the edge of the town, he could clearly see some of the townspeople who had been wandering on the side of the road, all of them collapsed and fell unconscious.

This is not the point, the point is that their appearance at the moment can no longer be called human at all!

Most of the people of Turin are blonde or brown-haired and white-skinned.

At this moment, the original complexion turned pitch black, and the dull hair that should have been soft also fell out completely, tangled together, and slowly squirmed on the ground.

Charles frowned at the man at his feet, who was still dressed in a woman's dress, but who had actually become a non-human being.

"Living corpses?"

He thought of an item in the bandage man's memory.

The faint green fluorescence surrounded her at the moment, and the woman sleeping on the dirt floor frowned at the moment, and her face seemed to be in pain, but as Charles left, she subconsciously stretched.

This is naturally because of Charles's talent, and it was burned.

That's right, she's turned into a monster on the dark side.

But Charles knows that this change is not permanent, but temporary.

A temporary alteration caused by the influence of an interstitial oddity.

The reason why the Gap is mysterious is that most casters have never heard of this place, and the few who have heard of it have not known much about it.

The abilities of the strange objects in each gap are strange. For example, the current item called the Eye of Decay.

The Eye of Decay can randomly transform humans within its radius into a variety of basic necromantic creatures that will go berserk against other humans - whether they are their original lovers or their neighbors' parents.

However, after a period of time, the affected target was able to return to normal. It's just that whether they are killed or killed, it will cause tragedy and then despair.

Emotions breed evil, and evil forces compensate the holder, but it also affects the holder.

This is the basic ability of this interstitial curiosity.

If nothing else, the place was destined for many tragedies due to the influence of such strange objects, but now, these slowly transforming townspeople fell into a coma due to the pale green fluorescence, but this kind of thing was prevented.

"Because of that old man?" Charles couldn't help but think of the old oak tree that had entered the town before him.

The Bandage Man had teamed up with some other necromancer to open the Twisted Gap, obtaining many items, including the Eye of Decay. And if memory serves, this treasure is now in the hands of a necromancer nicknamed Ghost.

A simple ghost is not much to keep an eye on, but Charles is currently struggling with where to get the third-level psychic skill - although he has a collection of books from the bandage man, the chances of finding psychic spells there are not very high.

And although this ghost is not a psychic, he knows where to find a psychic.

Charles felt it necessary to reach out to him, or to catch him.

After all, the necromancers are like rats in the sewers, and they can change positions anytime and anywhere, and such a large force as the church is very troubled by them, and it is very difficult to find them even if he has a true eye on his own.

With this in mind, he quickened his pace and walked towards the depths of the town.

I don't know exactly where that one is, but since the "companion" has entered here, a fight is inevitable.

Charles thought that if he walked down the streets of the town, he should be able to hear the noise.

In fact, it didn't take long for him to hear movement. Coincidentally, it is the area where the town church is located.

So he quietly hid behind a two-story building and looked out.

Originally, the small square in front of the church was paved with white stone bricks, but now, as far as the eye can see, it has been covered with a layer of green grass. In front of the church behind the square were several monks who were also unconscious.

And in the middle of the square, the weeping and decrepit Mr. Oak was on crutches and calmly looked at the plankton floating on the left and abruptly on the opposite side.

The upper body is a translucent humanoid, and the lower body is a wisp of smoke, which is the ghost in memory.

Obviously, this name is both his nickname and his "bloodline".

A faint green glow wafted out of the square grass, surrounding the entire square, and seemed to completely enclose the place. At this moment, seeing that it could not break through and escape, the ghost suddenly began to "raise its head" and scream, sending out waves of tangible sonic attacks.

When the sound wave reached the edge, it did cause some shock to the "barrier", but the old man with a cane opposite him only yawned.

Then the wind suddenly came out of the wraith's surroundings and struck it, and the grass on the ground seemed to move with the sound of the wind, and the green branches stretched wildly, spreading directly to the ghost's body and completely enveloping it.

It's a pity that this kind of restraint has no effect on the invisible existence at all.

I saw that the ghost ignored the wind and green grass outside of him, and quickly floated out, and at the same time, his already illusory body suddenly turned into a dark light and rushed towards Mr. Oak!

This kind of weird attack looks like it's hard to dodge. However, the old man of the oak only sneezed.

The obvious snot sprayed in the air and suddenly turned into a group of viscous yellowish insects, directly enveloping the rushing ghostly light. It also interrupted his unofficial attack.

Seeing this, Charles couldn't help but be silent, he felt that even if this attack was not powerful, it was completely enough to simply disgust people.

"Angus. The oak tree didn't seem to be using all his strength. The young man wondered.

After the "slug" completely enveloped the ghostly light, the old man on the field did not make any other movements, his lips opened and closed as if he was nagging something, but probably because of the fluorescence around the square, Charles could not hear the internal sound at all.

But he wasn't really interested in listening to it.

After looking at it for a while, seeing that the situation seemed to be in a stalemate, Charles narrowed his eyes and quietly left the place.

The slug and the surrounding enchantment actually couldn't trap the ghost, because he had a special ability to escape, and he even broke free from the spatial seal of the church.

It just comes at a cost.